A/n: Updated especially for Frezzyboncooliepants- because she requested it while reviewing my other fic!
-P.d.
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"Hold still," Cordy demanded, smiling at the heavy sigh that emerged from her love's lips. She carefully applied the substance, smoothing it evenly. To say the least, she was very happy with the results. Angel, on the other hand, was in high brooding mode.
"Why am I letting you do this?" He questioned, unable to not enjoy the way she caressed his face with gentle fingers.
"Because you love me," She stated, and wiped her hands on the white towel in his lap. She backed up, pursed her lips, and hmm-ed out loud. He raised an eyebrow, a horrible habit he had picked up from the many eyebrow-raising members of the Hyperion.
"How bad is it?"
"You look great…human-like…"
"I'm part human!" He scoffed, grabbing the mirror from the table next to him. He held it up, examining his now self-tanned face. He frowned a little; unsure of what to think of the new human-like fake tan. Despite the fact that Melody had given him basically humanity with a few vampire twists, Angel was still unable to tan. Which in itself was much to his fashion obsessed girlfriend's dismay.
"Dad…I need you to sign this…holy bloody fuck," Ria, who was holding a test, stared at her father. Her green eyes were wide as saucers.
"Rianna," Cordy scolded, automatically going into mother-mode. Ria grinned, before turning back to her father and bursting out laughing.
"Vamps on Spring Break, damn Dad," The vampire glared at her, taking the towel from his lap and throwing it at his oldest daughter. She caught it and handed him the paper. Angel sighed and quickly signed the paper marked C-.
"You study for this?" He questioned, handing it to her.
"Maybe," Ria attempted to look innocent; and failed.
"Your grounded," he stated; rejoicing in the fact that he could get her back for the Spring Break comment.
"But Dad, I had to save the world! Gimmie some lee-way here!" Angel shook his head defiantly, and watched his daughter storm out of the room.
"Oh and that so wasn't for personal gain," Cordy said, as she capped the bottle of self-tanner and left to go get in the shower.
"No comment," Angel stared at himself in the mirror once more and sighed. He was never going to live it down.
(In Melly's room)
"No," Melly stated, crossing her arms in front of her and sticking her bottom lip out.
"Melody, baby girl, you have to do this for Uncle Lorne," Lorne pleaded, kneeling down next to the little girl, who sat on her bed refusing to look at him.
"No,"
"It's just for today, sweet cheeks!"
"No,"
"Duskie's wearing one," Lorne attempted; praying that the "Duskie is" card would work in this situation. Melly pondered for a second, before looking at the demon.
"Can I bring a sword?"
"No swords,"
"Then no," Lorne sighed heavily, trying to think up another way to get the little girl to wear the flower girl dress.
"Squirt, are you causing problems again?" Melly, unable to not smile at the sight of her older sister, launched herself into Ria's arms.
"I wanna wear a texeeeedoe," Ria smiled at her siblings attempt to say pronounce the word "tuxedo".
"But you're a girl, why would you want to wear a suit?"
"I'm not a girl!" Melly practically yelled; and Ria ducked as one of the stuffed animals shot off of Melody's bed and strait at her. The older of the two glared at the younger.
"What's the rule?"
"No powers." Melly grunted, sitting back firmly on her bed.
"Lorne, me and Melody will be down in twenty minutes. Dressed and ready to leave," Lorne nodded, kissed Ria on the cheek, and ran to go get everyone else ready. Ria sat down next to Melly, adjusting the strap of her light purple bridesmaid dress. Melody clambered onto her lap, and Ria wrapped her arms around the pajama clad five year old.
"I don't wanna be a girl." Ria stroked her sister's hair, urging her mentally to elaborate. "Jamie doesn't like me anymore. Because I'm a girl," She said the word 'girl' like Spike said the word 'stake'.
"So, the Jamester is goin' threw the cootie stage. Don't worry bout it, kid, he'll get over it. Girls are better then boys anyway. Just ask your Momma," Melly smiled as Ria began to tickle her.
"I still don't wanna wear a dress," Melly stated once Ria had ceased tickling.
"You wear the dress, and be a good girl today and tonight I'll take you out patrolling. With out your Momma or Dad," Melly squealed in delight, and turned to hug Ria. Rianna hugged back, before helping her sister stand up. Ria pulled the lavender dress, that matched her own, from the hanger and laid it on the Princess bed. She slid off Melly's specially made nightgown that said "Broody Babe" on it, and helped her step into the dress. Pearls and lace; the flower girl dress was one of every little girl's dreams. After brushing Melly's long brown hair, Ria tapped her on the butt and said, "Go find your Momma. She'll help you with your shoes," Melly ran off, and Ria headed back to her bedroom to finish getting ready.
(In Fred's bedroom)
"Are you nervous?" Becky asked, helping the brunette Texan into her wedding dress. The couple had decided that they would rather get married before the baby was born; and with Cordelia's extreme skill had planned the wedding in four months.
"Not at all," Fred grinned, running a hand over her silk clad stomach (which was noticeably big).
"That a girl," Faith grinned, wincing as Cordelia attempted to curl her hair.
"Hello, ladies, we all doin' good in here?" Lorne asked, popping his head into the bedroom.
"Yup, you get Melly dressed?" Cordy turned to face the demon, who wore a tasteful black tuxedo.
"Ria took over for me. Your youngest sweetheart has decided she doesn't want to be a girl anymore," Cordy laughed and went back to curling the slayers hair.
"How are the guys doin'?" Fred questioned, anxious to see her soon-to-be husband.
"They're peachy, gorgeous. You make pregnant look like Judy Garland singin' Over the Rainbow live," Fred blushed, knowing that in Lorne's mind that was the highest compliment the green empathy-demon could deliver.
"Hey! I want some praise for her getting me in this dress!" Faith exclaimed, looking down at the lavender number with a look of disgust on her face. Faith was never one for pretty dress up; even as a kid. She was a tomboy who played with G-I Joes.
"You look beautiful, Faith, so shut it," Cordy demanded, grinning. Had someone told her that one day she would be best friends with the rogue slayer; she probably would have claimed them possessed.
"Momma, guess what?" Cordy turned to look at Melly and grinned. Her daughter's hair fell to her mid-back in waves, and small wisps framed her angelic face. The purple dress brought out the blue eyes that shone with innocence, and her smile lit up the entire room.
"What, baby?"
"Ria said…"
"Absolutely nothing," Ria cut her sister off, sending her a glare. Cordy raised an eyebrow, intrigued by her daughter and her "daughter".
"Well, people, it's about time to get a move on. Don't wanna be late, do we?" Becky stated, a grin on her pretty face.
"Momma, can I bring a sword today?" Melly whispered, smiling innocently.
"No," Lorne yelled back, last thing he needed was a mini-fang-gang toddler reeking havoc at his specially planned wedding. Things were bound to be hectic enough without sword welding five-year-olds.
A/n: Ok, next chapter is the wedding. I'm warning you guys…this story is going to be updated sporadically. I have a ton others going and I haven't really figured out a plot for this. This chapter was a little longer; and next one should be about the same length. Any requests? Just put 'em in the review. I know not a lot of you want to bother wasting you time on it; but the story with the most reviews gets updated first!!
-P.d.
